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Lochlan gave a small nod hearing Evelyn’s explanation and it could’ve been played for humble if he wiped the smirk from his face. However, it only proved harder to rid his smug attitude when her escape was foiled by Nelly and the team she dragged along with her including his half sister.

While he perked up and prepared for a dashing performance of social charisma with a winning smile he only managed a greeting. [color=8e0047]"Not at all. You all look great."[/color] He spared a glance at Fiona sure as much as she might’ve smelled the bullshit she’d let it go. They did look good but it was nothing overly special or exciting.

Nelly charged ahead talking out loud, jumping over bars, making drinks while Evelyn was laying on some charm of her own. [color=#ffc300]“Well, the good news is with Nelly and Fiona as your guides you’re already well versed, socially anyway.”[/color] Or was it fact? He glanced at her briefly in the corner of his eye and by that time it was Nelly steering the conversation again, filling silences as she pushed some glasses forward.

He couldn’t see why not even though he really ought to be more tentative in what red heads do to his drink. He sipped at it and Nelly was gone like the wind, announcing she had something to do to tie over the New Year.

Without her they all seemed to take refuge in their drinks or by looking elsewhere. Lochlan waited for anyone to pep up with anything for good conversation but he wasn’t going to be the guy who talked out loud without reception.

The awkwardness didn’t seem drastically long saved by the display of fireworks. Lochlan watched and granted camp a few more points from absolute crap hole for the effort, magnetized to the colors that exploded in the sky. That’s when he was shouldered by Sylas on his path to Evelyn. Lochlan laughed a cold ironic laugh slowly bringing his body back into the position he wanted. Sylas was always the jerk that had to make himself known and give Lochlan a run for his money. Beyond that, he didn’t react. He did try to watch without watching though.

However, he had his own problems. Someone pushed him against the bar and Lochlan held up his hands facing a stunning brunette. He would’ve admired her if he knew what the hell he’d done to deserve her bold presence. There was a moment they both seemed confused, then she smiled in a way Lochlan knew good things were going to come of it. She pulled him towards her and he grabbed her waist to steady himself as he was dragged into an unsuspected kiss. Quickly his hands left her to prove he wasn’t steering the ship or keeping her there. Not to be mistaken for not enjoying the new company but this was a rarity. 

She drew back, Lochlan’s eyes automatically drifting to her inviting lips. When she licked over his with a [color=#b300b3]”Happy New Year,”[/color] he smirked. Then she fled.

Lochlan watched bewildered slowly leaning against the bar for full support. He had no idea what happened. Did he accidentally compel the girl to kiss him and that’s why she made off terrified? Did his eyes turn to an untrustworthy lust too quickly? Alternatively, he considered all demigod women were particularly complicated.

Luckily his unofficial conscience was there. [color=#024b30]"Ye might wanna chase after her, Loch,"[/color] Fiona advised nodding after Veronica. [i]Good, so she saw that too right?[/i]  Instead of more direction, for instance, telling him what actually happened, she began to sing. [color=#024b30]”Black is the colour of my true love's hair, Her lips are like some roses fair, She's the sweetest smile, And the gentlest hands, I love the ground, Whereon she stands.”[/color]

His eyes hardened at the romanticized song but he waved a hand dismissively. He took a few steps away to take Fiona’s advice and chase Veronica, before noticing Blair stumble from her stool only to be surprised she hadn’t face planted yet. Then he looked over his shoulder at Fiona disappearing with the same elegance. Only he had more faith in Fiona’s tolerance for alcohol and how she’d pull up than Blair's.

Chasing after a girl with two drunk siblings didn’t feel right. Which was annoying. Because that girl had model-like beauty and lush lips and tongue. 

Due to his sisters’ annoyance and inconvenience, he didn’t help them. That’s right he was striking from obligatory brother duties. But he didn't pursue Veronica either. Lochlan trudged his way back to his cabin alone in defiance with a cleanish conscience sure to regret not chasing the insanely attractive woman later. Plus he was in no state to unravel something complicated.

Mysterious could wait a day.
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